Su Qiqi, afraid that she might overlook him while cooking in the kitchen, felt slightly uneasy. "Just play here. Mommy won't be able to attend to you while cooking."
Jin Lin turned his head away, pouting, looking a little unhappy.
Su Qiqi found his look so adorable that she reached over and pinched his chubby cheek. "Behave."
"No problem, he can join you. I'll come too," Jin Muchen spoke up.
Su Qiqi shot him a puzzled glance.
"We'll be your sous chefs," explained Jin Muchen as he slowly took off his coat and draped it over the back of the sofa before starting to unbutton his shirt cuffs.
Jin Muchen's fingers were slender, distinctly jointed, and powerful. Su Qiqi found his actions full of irresistible charm.
Seeing Su Qiqi's odd expression, Jin Muchen thought she was reluctant. "We won't get in your way."
"That's not what I meant."
